#i couldnt sleep ;___;

[gh0st-pixelz]

Meanie

[rttnbttrfly]

So I played Mouthwashing...

[vulpixisananimal]

(You breathe in, and out.)

(You let the pitter pater of rain fade into the background. The rustle of the trees, the wind through the branches, all fading away. All untill, you hear it. An ocean. The steady sound of waves coming in, and out. It sounds like your breathing, or your breathing sounds like the ocean.)

(You're leaning against the Favor Tree. Not the one that shaded your body, no, the one that made it's home in your mind. The sky was lightless and beautiful, with stars dotting the night. Looking down, you could see the beach, the black sand beach with water crashing against the shores, and seagrass sprouting from the dunes. A few paces away from where you stood, was a staircase that lead down to the shore. And to your side was a ladder leading up the tree.)

(Well? You don't have all day. Come out.)

(You knew there where others here, maybe they were just too tired. Maybe if you did something they'd show up to stop you. Loop, maybe. Maybe if-)

(What do you want.)

(Finally. Loop the star, the sponsor, the stagehand. They jumped from the top of the tree to join you at it's base. What a pleasure it is to finally meet you.)

(Don't lie to me, Null, trying to lie in our own head is just insulting!)

(You're right, it's not a pleasure. But it was about time we finally met properly.)

(Loop looked angry and took a step towards you. You stupid little THING. You KNOW you've been avoiding me because of that absolute IDIOCY you put our body through!!)

(You won.)

(BUT AT WHAT COST!!! We had a heart attack! We were bedridden for a week!! Stars, are you an IDIOT?!?)

(You got things done. We got out of Jouvente alive.)

(NO THANKS TO YOU!!!)

(What's going on? A new voice. You look, it was the host themselves finally gracing you with their presence. They were climbing the stairs up to the favor tree.)

(Good to meet you, Siffrin.)

(. . . Null, right? He came towards you and Loop. What's with the yelling.)

(You were trying to get through to this idiot just how DANGEROUS messing with time IS!!)

(You knew what you were doing, Star. You huff. Perhaps if you-)

(PERHAPS WHAT!!! I'll Kill you!! That's what!!)

(Loop, please-)

(Then try it, star. I'll kill you right back. You reach for your knife, you knew it was there.)

(FINE THEN!! You lunge at Null, ready to kill.)

(You try and stop Loop and Null fighting.)

(Loop grabs you, you fight back, stupid star!)

(You feel dizzy.)

(S-stop fighting!)

(I'll kill you! I'll kill you so we don't have to suffer!!)

(You feel your body getting sick.)

(You'll have to try, Star. I'll kill you right back-)

(Stop.)

(You feel a bang on your head.)

(You feel a bang on your head.)

(You watch as Mal Du Pays strikes Null and Loop, getting them to stop.)

(You're both causing us more harm than good. I could feel it from my room.)

(Your head hurts. Stars, it was a migraine. All the fighting in your head was, was just too much.)

(Just breathe, Siffrin, breathe. . .)

(Breathe.)

(Breathe in. . .)

(. . .)

<And out. . ..>

{Do you feel better?}

(Yeah, yeah, better. Still headache, but, better.)

<I am sorry for causing a scene.>

[Causing a scene? You've given us a massive blinding headache!!]

{Stop. Find yourself. Say who you are. Then continue.}

<Okay. . .>

(. . . You're Siffrin, okay. You can see yourself standing at the staircase.)

[You're Loop. You're leaning against the tree glairing at Null.]

{You are Mal Du Pays. You are standing. Making sure they do not fight.}

<You are Null. You are glaring back at Loop.>

{Hmm. That worked.}

<What did you do, shadow?>

{None of you pay attention, do you? It was a grounding technique Odile had taught us you all were stupid enought to ignore.}

[Oh how kind of you, Mal~ To give us this fine, FINE gift!]

(Loop, is there something going on? You walk over to the favor tree and sit at it.)

[Yes! Yes there is!]

<It's me. The Star doesn't like me. We're too alike, naturally.>

[I'll kill you I swear~]

{Stop.}

(You sigh. Listen, Loop, you get it. It's, it's rough. You still remember that night, that heart attack. You really, really don't want to deal with that again.)

[Stardust, respectfully, you are a naive idiot~]

{You agree. You trust too easily.}

(What do you mean! Null's a part of our mind too!!)

{And he's reckless.}

<Again, I got the job done.>

{You did. I commend you. However you put our body in danger beyond what is reasonable.}

<I did better than you, you got hit, didn't you?>

{You are aware of your own faults.}

[Getting along well, it seems~]

(You sigh. Ok, you get it. Maybe Null shouldn't be trusted with full body controll, but they still deserve a chance.)

<And what about Ramos?>

(You look away.)

{Ramos will betray you. Ramos will ruin our life.}

<They are a strong fighter, what makes you think they are now an ally?>

[And you trust them, just like that!?! Really, Stardust, that's just silly~]

(You know.)

(You know, ok! You know you shouldn't trust Ramos!! But what were you supposed to do, not give them a chance?!? Look at what we did!! What we said to our family!!)

<That's different.>

(HOW is that different!! What we did was worse!!! We nearly ended the world and all Ramos did was change a few blinding memories!!)

{We only have so many memories left.}

(Do you think about ANYONE but ourself!?! That's Isabeaus friend! They have regrets!! We should give them a CHANCE!!!)

[. . .]

<. . .>

{. . .}

(What, do you think we shouldn't have been given a chance?)

{. . . No. Where I in your familys position, no.}

<We're stuck like this untill we die, now. That's what we wanted, right? What you wanted?>

[. . .]

(. . . Anything to add, Loop?)

[. . . You got your happy ending. So what.]

(. . .)

[No, I'm not going to tell them. None of us are.]

<Afraid of being rejected?>

[Of course not!]

<Afraid of being accepted, then. Pathetic, hiding behind a star because you fear that which could give you happyness. Maybe you don't want it anyway.>

[SHUT! UP!!!]

(Stooooooop your head already hurts enough. Please.)

{You feel a hand on your bodys shoulder.}

{Quick as lightning you slash with your dagger and bolt into awareness. It's raining, your dagger nips the hand that grabbed you, you look up-}

{Oh. Mirabelle, and. . . Ramos.}

{Mirabelle was holding the gash in her hand. It wasn't deep, and started healing it.} "A-ah- o-ow- I-I'm so sorry I'm sorry I, I was trying to, t-to wake you up and you weren't responding s-so-"

[WHAT DID YOU DO!?!?]

{You was surprised, so you acted accordingly.}

[YOU HURT OUR HOUSEMAIDEN?!? YOU ATTACKED HER?!?]

{Quiet, Ramos was walking up to you both. They looked nervously at you.} "A-are, are you alright? Mira?"

"I-I am, it, i-it just stings a little bit! I-I'm sorry Siffrin."

{You have your bored expression on. You rub a fist on your chest. "Sorry." It's what you were supposed to say.}

"I-It's fine. Uh, M-mal?" {You nod, you notice Ramos shuffle back a little bit.} "O-okay, okay. I'm really really sorry b-but, but something happened!! A-and, and we had to, h-had to make sure you were o-okay and, a-and-"

{You stand up, Mirabelle wouldn't have risked waking you if it was something simple. She's hyperventilating.}

[Do the brething thing with her, that'll help.]

{Ugh, fine. You nudge her to get her attention, she jumps and is about to stutter out something, but you hold up a hand to stop her. And you pat your chest with both hands. "Breathe with me."}

{You breathe in. . .}

[. . . And out.]

[You smile at- oh! Hmm! You were in control now! Well, might as well take advantage of it.] "Feel better, Mirabelle~?"

"Y-yeah, yeah I'm better- o-oh!" [She looks up at you, surprised.]

[You playfully bow.] "Lovely Loop at your service~"

[She giggles at that.] "I-is, is it that easy to switch? Between you all?"

"Oh not at all!" [You say jokily.] "I suppose the breathing did the trick though. Now, how can I help you today, Housemaiden~"

"R-right." [She had her serious face on.] "T-there's, there's a serious situation! I-it's Isabeau, he, h-he-." [She looks over at Ramos.]

[Ramos must have realized what she wanted them to say, and looked away from you.] ". . . . It's mind craft, again. Isabeaus being effected by it."

[candlesoul]

this is me today

[sinnamonpork]

todofam drama in a nutshell:

[maxemilianver]

i think the fact that max won 18 races this season has not sink in yet for a lot of fans. LIKE HELLO? 18 fucking race wins. he won almost every race. something never done before. people didnt even come close to it. how the hell can someone achieve it, even with the best car people are human, they can have off days, max has NONE. no mistake, no dnf, no spin, no significant lock up, no messy start, nothing. None. For 18 races he showed up, wet, cold, hot, zero grip, new tracks, interns, full wets. he always excelled. this now feels against human nature even. It is just insane how this season cemented itself into history YET no one knows what max will bring next year. let it sink in becuse it can also be 19 win with abu dhabi.

[scrubazoid]

something idk

[gaywiththesauce]

It's Late

Giyuu should be asleep right now. The moon shines a gentle light through their cloth curtains, which were opened to welcome the summer air in.

He stared up at the ceiling in their bed, wondering what kept him up so late. Was it the trees moving carefully under the post-rain wind? Was it the crickets looking for others to hide from their loneliness? Was it the birds that were preparing to fly and sing to welcome the early sun? Was it the blankets that felt too heavy against their skin?

The arm around his waist pulled him closer. Giyuu couldn't help the smile that rose on his lips at the simple form of affection. He nuzzled against the body behind him, hopeful the stars would be merciful as to last longer so he could sleep again.

"Hey," a soft, croaky voice called out from the man behind him. Giyuu didn't have to answer. "You can't sleep?"

Kyojuro must have checked their alarm clock, because he kicked the blankets off of them. The thin, extra sheet was brought over them now. "Well, now that you're awake, neither can I. Let's just lay here, then. I love you."

They laid against each other in their bed. Their soft sheets stuck to their skin as did their beads of sweat from the mugginess of the summer night. Despite the slight discomfort, it was always worth it. Kyojuro was holding him, and his warmth melted the troubles of Giyuu's mind into a sappy, beloved bliss. The sun would be rising soon, but the night held onto their embrace just a little bit longer.

Giyuu didn't comment when Kyojuro fell asleep first, he had no complaints for someone like him. With his help, Giyuu fell asleep before the sun rose, and that's all he could ever ask from him.

Because this home, this bed, was theirs.

[diedinariptide]

Needy

CW: light smut

Soft lips stirred Rhea awake, seeking the warmth of her neck. Liv plastered her with feverish little bites, hardly anything that would bruise come tomorrow afternoon. A devilish glint greeted her as Liv felt her return to the land of the living.

"Such a needy girl."

The first few birds chirped along the lazy morning, light stringing in through the sheer curtains painting Liv in hues of marigold and morning glory. Her blonde hair glowed in the low light, a halo over her divine skin. In the early hours, when the city was at its most quiet, nothing could be louder than Liv's inherent beauty before her.

In a few hours, they'd have to pretend they didn't spend the night together. But in the current moment, Rhea could allow herself to indulge in what Liv had to offer.

Liv's tantalising lips moved lower, dancing over Rhea's skin towards their own nirvana.

"Don't tell me you don't want it." Liv kissed the inner side of Rhea's thigh, a kiss for every single mark she left the night before. Rhea was sweet like honey and addicting like the most expensive wine. One sip, and you'd be lost in the taste.

"Last night wasn't enough?"

"Never."

Between the sheets, Liv could be honest. Of wanting more than the cold stares she was met with in the ring. More than anything, she wanted to be close. And to indulge in the worst decision she could ever make, to let herself be swallowed up by Rhea and be destroyed by her hand. All willingly, like a fool stuck in love with a fairytale. Her body craved the danger, sighed after it, seeking out the pain of mutual destruction.

As Rhea took, Liv wanted to take. Of being the one that made the other crave more. Oh so much more.

Liv's tongue sought out her heat, a slow lick sending a familiar tingle through Rhea's body. She's as sweet as ever, tangy with a slight hint of last night's sweat. A taste that's unmistakably Rhea. Intrusive and addictive. Claws holding Rhea down, Liv devoured her cunt with a patience she wasn't owed.

Even sweeter were the sounds Rhea muffled, biting down on her own hand. Self control was a hard thing for her to give up, and Liv knew Rhea was struggling not to moan her name. The first time she heard it was a mistake, one that cost Liv many restless nights with her hand between her own legs, dreaming of hearing it again.

And like Rhea, Liv didn't want to lose.

For as much self restraint Rhea had, Liv had experience undoing all that. She didn't need words, only a well placed tongue around her clit and a couple fingers.

Liv could hear the muffled curses threatening to break free, the shudder every time her tongue moved inside Rhea's cunt and the wetness that stained her thighs. She drank it all up, preferring to let her body speak for her.

Liv's eyes found Rhea's, glinting with extacy and mischief. Really, Rhea should have given up right then and there. This was a match she was fated to lose.

Liv's lithe fingers moved inside of Rhea, curling just the way she knew would drive her insane. Liv didn't care if anyone else heard them. She needed Rhea to scream her lungs raw.

Rhea's clit was as sensitive as ever, teetering on it being painful to have it sucked and bitten. No matter how much restraint Rhea thought she had, she broke.

"Oh my fucking–." Rhea gripped the sheets. She was barely audible.

Not good enough. Liv needed her to scream. Liv flicked her tongue, sucking harder on where Rhea was the most sensitive. She added another finger, and Rhea could take it. Rhea never bothered to ask Liv if she wanted or could take more. There was no reason why she couldn't extend the same favour towards her. Three fingers deep, Liv fucked her in slow strokes.

It took everything in Rhea not to grab Liv by the hair to fuck her mouth, she had to lie there to take what was offered. Payback could come later.

Liv tightened Rhea like a string, pulling and pulling until she was arching her back, threatening to break at the tension. Unable to take more, Liv yanks her further. It's impossibly tight, light flashing as Rhea burned from the inside.

As much fun as it would have been to edge her all day, Liv wasn't as cruel. This wasn't the time for that.

A string of cursewords followed, incomprehensible to anyone that didn't know Rhea like Liv did. Broken, louder, and louder, Rhea came undone at her hand. Liv felt Rhea tighten around her fingers, hips rutting against her mouth as Rhea came.

Satisfied with her work, Liv slipped out, a lazy smile on her face. She admired Rhea's laboured breathing as she came down, there was something beautiful about having Rhea at her mercy. It didn't happen often, so one had to take in the sight whenever it was possible.

[crimsonkenjii-writes]

Guess who’s finally working on Premonition of Love again?? ( •̀ᴗ•́ )و ✧

[ggriwm]

im fighting for my life to stay awake in this class rn

i blame the creepy discord guy for spamming my phone all last night <3

update: my friend mentioned gojo and it woke me up a bit

[lvndrblue]

my innate craving to love and be loved, to know and be known, to sacrifice and be sacrificed for, to learn and be learned, to intimately understand and be as deeply understood, is unsatisfiable.

it’s hungry. it yearns. it desires.

it’s loud, and it roars to be fed at the wee hours of dawn. it creeps up like a shiver down my back and stays like a persistent itch on the palm of my hand. but that’s all it does. it wants, but in an egotistical, prideful way, it refuses to chase.

perhaps it’s not that it won’t. it can’t. i can’t.

i see depictions of romance everywhere; on the large screen of a cinema, through the thick pages of a young adult novel, between the people lacing their fingers while they wait for their bus, under the umbrellas shared between two lovers, intertwined everywhere i go and see.

i see, and i take notes, and i clumsily try to imitate like an infant trying its hardest to pronounce their first two syllables. only unlike the infant, nothing comes out of me but a strange, strangled, quiet croak.

i nod along in conversations about love, pretending i fully understand. i’ll continue to hand out messages about love, providing advice to my friends in exchange for a “thank you,” and a “you’re really good at this,” and a “you always know what to say.��

i’ll act out a person who understands and has dabbled in the matters of heart their whole lives, knowing deep down i’ll always be the terrified impostor conning people into believing my deceit; a long, impenetrable wall of fake wisdom, put in front of a girl with extensive vocabulary and even larger performance skills masking her incapable heart.

[cupcraft]

Well no ao3 means ask me about my ocs? Does anyone want a snippet?

[thanatoseyes]

Testing out some new brushes. I'm not great at expressing emotions, but I think this connection with Dionysus is going to change that. Feeling big emotions seems to be a part of him. So I guess this is my little dedication to him.

[whereisthesun]

yeah

[criedwolftoomanytimes]

update to the ether: I'm still alive, but uh not much improvement